In the world of "Covering the Sky," my cultivation technique is not right.

What she was really thinking was: the better this child grows, the more likely Yao Guang will have to defeat the Holy Son. She needed to get Elder Zhang to put in some effort, or maybe he could just come in his true form and help Hua Yunfei hunt down the prodigies.

Yao Guang remained expressionless, neither sad nor happy, but Lü Yao keenly noticed that his gaze lingered on Hua Yunfei a few more times. Clearly, this "senior brother" of the ruthless lineage recognized this so-called "demon fetus" and "cauldron."

What a coincidence, it's a gathering of the descendants of a ruthless person!

The leader of the Ruthless lineage, a practitioner of the Heavenly Skill, and two practitioners of the Devouring Heaven Demonic Skill actually met on this star peak.

Moreover, he was personally invited by Hua Yunfei's grandfather, the head of the Tai Xuan Sect.

After everyone took their seats, the Tai Xuan Sect Leader began to find topics to talk about, telling the four people about the ancient history of the Tai Xuan Sect, as well as many anecdotes and interesting stories of the sages of the past.

However, they never mentioned the story of Elder Zhuofeng and Elder Yaoguang dying together five hundred years ago.

After witnessing the terrifying talent of the Holy Son of Yaoguang, he decided to befriend the Holy Land of Yaoguang. The grudges of five hundred years ago were in the past and there was no need to bring them up again. Let those old grievances go with the wind.

Haven't you noticed that Li Ruoyu, the current peak master of Zhuofeng, rarely mentions this matter anymore?

Hua Yunfei returned and served fragrant tea to everyone. The tea was fragrant and the mist contained the faint shadows of stars and the moon, imbued with a rich Daoist charm.

"Good tea," Lü Yao said after taking a sip.

"This tea was grown by my own hands, it's not particularly precious, but it has absorbed the star-like Daoist essence of Xingfeng, which has given it a unique flavor. You may take some with you before you leave, Holy Son," the Tai Xuan Sect Master said modestly upon hearing Lu Yao's praise.

But in reality, this tea is quite precious, bathed in the power of the stars every day, and is not as simple as he described.

After serving the tea, Hua Yunfei was about to leave when Lü Yao stopped him.

"Fellow Daoist Yunfei, why don't you sit down? We are of the same generation, so we should get to know each other better."

Lü Yao spoke.

The Sect Leader of Tai Xuan also said, "Since the Holy Son has spoken, please take your seats."

Hua Yunfei had no choice but to sit down and listen to his grandfather talk to this mysterious Yao Guang Holy Son, while constantly observing the latter.

He thought to himself: The Yao Guang Holy Land is probably full of Ruthless People, otherwise how could the Yao Guang Holy Son become the furnace of Ruthless People?

The Tai Xuan Sect Leader was extremely friendly, repeatedly expressing his hope to maintain friendly relations with the Yao Guang Holy Land, help each other, and jointly create a community of shared destiny for cultivation in the Southern Region.

Lü Yao picked up his teacup and took a small sip:

"What the sect leader says is absolutely right. Yaoguang and Taixuan live next to each other and should help and support each other. When I return, I will definitely convey the sect leader's wishes to the Holy Lord."

After some pleasantries, Lü Yao changed the subject: "I've heard that the Star Peak inheritance of the Tai Xuan Sect was left by ancient sages. I'm also quite interested in the Way of the Stars. I wonder if the Sect Leader would be so kind as to part with his possession and let me see the Star Peak scriptures? In exchange, I'm willing to give you a sage's inheritance."

Upon hearing this, the leader of the Tai Xuan Sect fell into deep thought.

The Star Peak Inheritance is the most treasured possession of the Tai Xuan Sect, and it cannot be passed on to anyone other than a core disciple. However, if one could exchange it for a sage's secret technique, it would not be a loss. The premise is that the Star Peak Inheritance can only be learned by the Holy Son of Yao Guang and cannot be passed on to outsiders.

So he asked, "What will the Holy Son offer in exchange for the inheritance of my religion?"

"A sage's scripture passed down for tens of thousands of years is by no means inferior to the Tai Xuan inheritance," Lü Yao said with a smile. He was prepared to exchange it for the inheritance of the sage Lan Ying.

Lan Ying attained sainthood in a short time and did not have time to refine his scriptures, so his scriptures are at the bottom of the lineage of sages.

Similarly, the Tai Xuan Sect's inheritance can only go up to this level at most; otherwise, the Tai Xuan Sect should be called the Tai Xuan Holy Land.

Such an exchange is quite appropriate.

The Tai Xuan Sect Master said, "But the Holy Son must not pass on my Tai Xuan lineage to outsiders."

Lu Yao said, "What if I place it in the Dharma Transmission Hall of the Yao Guang Holy Land? Apart from the disciples of Yao Guang, no one else will cultivate there."

The leader of the Tai Xuan Sect hesitated, but was still prepared to agree.

He was investing in a person, and he truly believed in the Holy Son of Yao Guang. His cultivation speed and combat power reflected his talent. His decisive character was demonstrated by his willingness to use dozens of Immortal Platform cultivators to kill the powerful Ji family members. He was a ruthless person.

After much deliberation, he gritted his teeth and agreed: "Then let's do as the Holy Son says."

Thus, Lü Yao successfully acquired a lineage of sages, though it wasn't of a very high level.

Only the Dragon Pattern Peak Master had some doubts. Why would Lü Yao go to such lengths to exchange scriptures? Did he really not need to devour the cultivator's essence, but instead comprehend the principles of the scriptures?

Impossible, absolutely impossible!

Chapter Eighty-Eight: The Upheaval of the Ji Family

With the matter settled, the Dragon Head Peak Master, along with Yao Guang and his disciples, departed first.

Lü Yao did not rush to leave, but stayed at Tai Xuan Sect, waiting for Poker Face to return.

The next day, Peak Master Dayan finally returned.

He still had that cold, poker face. He appeared in front of Lü Yao and said only three words: "Didn't catch up."

"If we didn't catch them, we didn't catch them. It's not their time to die." Lu Yao saw things clearly. Given the state of the Ji family and their connection with the Wang family, the two families would definitely not let things rest and would appear in front of him again.

We'll settle the score later.

Poker Face flickered and vanished.

But Lü Yao knew that he was nearby, protecting his safety at all times. As long as the older generation made a move, the Great Yan Peak Master would definitely appear immediately.

Just like when he blocked Ji Yuanbing's attack with a single strike.

Ye Fan didn't know where he had gone with the old madman, but he now had a new goal: the Hengyu Scripture of the Jiang family and the Xihuang Scripture of Yaochi.

"Let's find the gate to the Northern Region." Lü Yao transformed into a streak of rainbow light, soared into the sky, and disappeared into the horizon.

Although he didn't know where Ye Fan had gone or whether he would reappear in the Northern Region, he urgently needed to obtain the Hengyu Scripture and the Xihuang Scripture to satisfy his judgment on the five great divine treasures of the Dao Palace.

Therefore, it is necessary to go to Zishan to rescue Jiang Taixu and bring out the big black dog.

......

On the other side, the powerful Wang family member, dragging his crippled body and coughing up blood, stumbled and fell back to the banks of the Ji River, traversing the void.

His body was even broken halfway through, but was forcibly healed using a secret method.

When the Ji family found this powerful figure from the Wang family at the gate, they saw that he had left pools of bright red blood on the square in front of the Ji family's gate.

"Tell the Holy Lord of the Ji family that I have brought back the divine body." The powerful figure from the Wang family spoke in a weak voice, barely audible.

A small golden tower floated in mid-air. With a flash of golden light, a person and four corpses appeared on the ground.

"It's Ji Haoyue!"

"Little Lord!"

"And Ji Biyue, Ji Mingyue..."

The scene startled the Ji family disciples on duty that day, and one of them immediately rushed off to deliver the message.

Soon after, the entire Ji family received the news that streaks of rainbow light had streaked across the sky and appeared outside the Ji family's gate.

The Holy Lord of the Ji family was the first to appear, and his expression was grim as he looked at Ji Haoyue, whose fate was unknown.

After bringing Ji Haoyue back, the eldest son of the Wang family recounted in detail everything that happened at the Tai Xuan Banquet, especially what occurred after the Void Mirror was used to send away many Ji family disciples.

This incident aroused widespread indignation among many members of the Ji family.

"Save Haoyue at all costs." The Holy Lord ordered his men to retrieve the long-treasured Medicine King and other treasures from the treasury and give them to Ji Haoyue.

Lu Yao struck hard, nearly killing Ji Haoyue by a hair's breadth; the Ji family barely managed to save his life.

As for the powerful figure from the Wang family, even though the Ji family used every means at their disposal, he was still seriously injured and died.

Of course, the Ji family would never be willing to give him the Old Medicine King or other precious divine items; those were all their most treasured possessions.

The remaining members of the Wang family stayed temporarily at the Ji family's residence, and sent several cultivators with stronger abilities back to Beiyuan to report the news.

A month later, the air inside a temple belonging to the Ji family was still and stagnant.

Forty powerful figures gathered here, their natural Daoist auras intertwining to create a somber atmosphere throughout the ancient hall.

This represents almost half of the core combat power that the Ji family can mobilize. If they were to unleash their full strength, it would be enough to annihilate any immortal lineage outside the Eastern Wilderness.

Sunlight streamed through the temple doors and rows of windows, illuminating the solemn faces on the temple.

"Elders, since we are all one family, let's discuss the future of the Ji family."

The Eighth Patriarch, standing at the head of the table, slowly began to speak.

His hair and beard were all white, and he looked very old. His eyelids drooped, as if he would burn out at any moment, but the glint of light that occasionally flashed through his eyes was not to be underestimated.

After saying that, he closed his eyes and sat quietly like a withered tree, leaving the stage to the audience.

For a moment, the hall was completely silent.

Many of the elders either closed their eyes to rest or focused on the cracks in the brickwork. Although each had their own thoughts, none of them were willing to break the silence by speaking first.

The Ji family is currently in a state of chaos, like a murky pool of water. Externally, they are at odds with the demon race and the Yao Guang Holy Land, while internally they are divided into two major forces vying for power and profit.

Finally, a powerful being named Ji Daxi coughed lightly, breaking the silence.

Because he remembered the promise the Eighth Ancestor had made to him, he mustered his courage and lifted the veil on the Ji family's current situation: "Have the Supreme Elders seen that child, Haoyue?"

"..." The group exchanged glances, knowing what he meant.

“I visited him before, and his injuries have healed remarkably well,” someone said. This was an ancestor of Ji Haoyue, even a generation higher than the Holy Lord. He was extremely old, nearing death, and exuded a decaying aura. He was also the leader of a branch of the Ji family. “His life has been saved, and his injuries have recovered by seventy or eighty percent.”

“I know everyone went to see him, because he is the Ji family's designated future Holy Lord, the invincible God-King of the Eastern Wilderness, but now…”

Ji Daxi looked at everyone and observed their expressions.

Some people were expressionless, some had solemn expressions, and some seemed to have guessed what the Eighth Patriarch was going to do, their eyes gleaming... a myriad of human expressions.

A ray of sunlight pierced through the window of the ancient hall and fell directly on his face. His complexion was pale and his skin was loose. Anyone with eyes could see that Ji Daxi was nearing the end of his life and was probably the first person present to die of old age.

He is already 1,800 years old and has consumed many rare and precious herbs. If he continues to consume them, many of these divine items will become ineffective for him.

If his cultivation level were to advance further and reach the peak of the second level of immortality, he might be able to extend his lifespan by another one or two hundred years, but unfortunately...

Perhaps that's why the Eighth Patriarch won this person over, surely by promising him something that would prolong his life, and not just any kind of thing.

Everyone present was a cunning old fox who had lived for hundreds or even thousands of years. Of course, they could see that Ji Daxi was the first to speak, which must have been at the behest of the Eighth Ancestor.

But no one said it outright: the fact that everyone came meant that it was possible for everyone's will to be unified.

Ji Daxi continued, "Then you must have noticed that Haoyue's Dao heart has collapsed. His injuries have healed, but what is he doing now? He's actually tending to flowers and plants, putting aside his cultivation."

He no longer had the will to compete with the heroes of the world, let alone be invincible in the Eastern Wilderness or relive the glory of the Void Emperor.